Eighty Hot Wife: Marry a Rough Man and Raise Babies

Chapter 101

After hearing this, Jiang Mianmian thought that this family was all wonderful.

Before she could say anything, Xu Anping clicked his tongue and said, "Your grandma is so sick that even uncle and master don't want to treat her."

Of course Jiang Mianmian knew why she didn't want to treat Mrs. Jiang.

Going to the hospital and spending money is like a bottomless pit, how could the Jiang family be willing to spend on it with such a small fortune.

All their little money was spent on Jiang Zhiwen, so there was no extra money for medical treatment.

As for the culprit of Mrs. Jiang's illness, Jiang Mianmian didn't see it.

Jiang Zhiwen hid in the room as if he was dead, without making a sound.

If Peng Guilan hadn't brought food back to him every meal, Jiang Mianmian would have thought he was dead.

Mrs. Jiang is back now, thinking that she has become such a culprit, she is about to settle the score with trembling fingers.

But what's the deal with her being like this?

The news that he was going to marry was widely spread outside, and the Jiang family was completely ashamed.

Mr. Jiang had aged quite a bit with the naked eye, his face was shrunk like a shriveled eggplant, he was frowning and smoking a dry cigarette.

"It's Zhiwen's fault. Our Jiang family has only one grandson. How can we be someone else's son-in-law? When I die, how can I face the Jiang family's ancestors?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiwen suddenly ran out of the room without warning, with a hoarse voice and haggard face.

"Wenwen is pregnant with a child."

Hearing this unexpected news, everyone fell silent, stunned.

You look at me, I look at you, it seems that you haven't understood what's going on.

Uncle Jiang Weimin stood up abruptly, widened his eyes and said, "What did you say? Say it again?"

Jiang Zhiwen's face was pale with a blank expression.

"Wenwen is pregnant with my child. If I don't marry, they will beat the child. I need your help."

"You, what did you say?" Jiang Weimin still thought he had heard it wrong, "Can you say it again?"

Jiang Zhiwen's energy and spirit seemed to have been worn out in just a few days.

There was a faint anxiety between his brows, his eyes seemed much darker than usual, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and a feeling of decadence and anger jumped out from the depths of his eyes from time to time, his facial expressions were somewhat complicated, as if there was always a knot in his heart that couldn't be solved.
"I said, Wenwen is pregnant with my child, there is no other way but to marry her."

His voice was a little trembling, "If I come to the door, I will definitely think about helping the family in the future, but if you don't help me, then I can only hang myself at the door of the house."

After Jiang Weimin was surprised, he asked in a daze, "How do you want us to help you? If you agree to marry me? Doesn't that mean that our Jiang family has no one?"

Jiang Zhiwen pursed his lips.

"If I don't get married, they will ruin my reputation if they go all out. This is a matter of life style. I just lost my job when I became a regular.

Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, please forgive me this time for my future. "

Peng Guilan rushed forward and slapped the unfilial son several times, tears fell like rain.

"Look at the good deeds you have done. Isn't this trying to force us to death? We worked hard to raise you, not to let you go to other people's homes to fulfill your filial piety, my poor son!"

The two mother and son began to hug each other and cry.

"That's enough. It's your child after all. If you want to marry, go ahead and pretend that I don't have your grandson."

Mr. Jiang's forehead was wrinkled, and his temples were much whiter.

He silently smoked a cigarette, and went to the bedroom without turning his head after speaking, with his bleak back bent like a sapling beaten by frost in winter.

Jiang Zhiwen hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times towards the bedroom, "Thank you grandpa, I will definitely be filial to you in the future."

He was ecstatic, ignored Peng Guilan who was still crying, picked up his bag and went out, as if he couldn't wait to share the good news with his sweetheart.

Jiang Mianmian felt quite uncomfortable looking at it.

Turning around, she came to the silent mother of Jiang, and asked softly, "What's your next plan?"

"Your dad is watching at home, I'm going to see the shop."

Mother Jiang sighed, stretched out her old hands and patted her immature shoulders.

"Can it work? Do you want someone to help?"

"It's okay, I'll just do less."

Mother Jiang hurriedly shook her head, feeling very upset.

Seeing that she was so tired, Jiang Mianmian stopped talking, put away the supplements, and took Xu Anping away.

Their granddaughter, Jiang Huiyun, didn't come back, and they didn't want to watch her as a cheap granddaughter, so they rushed back overnight.

"You said that Jiang Zhiwen is determined to be the son-in-law this time, he is really courageous."

Seeing that he was silent, Jiang Mianmian stretched out her finger and poked Xu Anping's back with great strength.

The man's back went numb, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart, "You, don't move around."

Jiang Mianmian is not an obedient person, the more he doesn't let her move around, the more she moves around, and her fingers directly poke on his back one by one.

Xu Anping's back seemed to be on fire, and his back was straightened, and his legs were even more exhausted when he was pedaling the bicycle.

He simply turned over and got out of the car, and said to the woman behind him, "You are riding a bicycle, can't you be honest?"

Jiang Mianmian looked at him in surprise, and frowned, "Are you murdering me?"

"I am……"

How dare he say that his back was on fire from her poking back and forth? Yes, if he really said it, the woman would definitely laugh at him again.

"Me, I have to be extremely focused when I'm riding, and there's absolutely no distraction."

Xu Anping found an excuse for himself, nodded and said, "Yes, that's it."

Jiang Mianmian looked at him suspiciously, "Is that so."

Xu Anping let out a breath, and quickly turned his head away not daring to look at her, if he looked at her again, he should reveal his secrets.

This woman is definitely a vixen, otherwise why would she be so evil.

He had to keep his mouth shut and pedal hard.

The little woman behind her was humming a little tune leisurely.

Her voice was soft and clear, it was obviously a normal little song, but Xu Anping felt charming and charming.

He wanted to interrupt her and tell her to stop singing, but he was vaguely reluctant, struggling and uncomfortable in his heart.

The thoughts of riding a bicycle gradually drifted away.

Suddenly Xiaoqu'er stopped, and his spirit suddenly returned, and the bicycle was about to go into the ditch.

He was so frightened that he quickly straightened the handlebars of the bicycle.

With belated awareness, I realized that my back was covered in cold sweat.

Jiang Mianmian was also taken aback, and grabbed his arm with both hands, "Brother Anping, what are you thinking?"

"Miss you."

Xu Anping blurted out, and then took out a hand to pat his mouth.

"I mean, thinking about how to build our factory."

Jiang Mianmian raised her eyebrows, and laughed, "Brother Anping, just say what you want, I'm right behind you, please stop for a while."

"What?"

The woman jumped down and went to the front, "I'm sitting on the front bumper."

"This, this is not good."

Xu Anping stuttered.

If Jiang Mianmian sat in the front, the two of them would be so close. Even though she was his wife, he just wanted to hug her at home, and he didn't want people outside to see her.

"What are you afraid of? Few people are willing to go out at night. Besides, there are still many miles to go home from here, and there are not many people. Who can say anything about the little interest of the couple."

As she spoke, she leaned over and kissed Xu Anping, "Is it all right?"

(End of this chapter)